If you see me walking on down the street
Shuffling my two feet
Lost in a dream
Tomorrow it's just another day
I'm turning something into nothing
There listening to Bobby Charles
Beneath the blue suburban sky
I feel like a drunken shark
Smelling the blood and wondering why
Standing there at the kitchen sink tell me what were you thinking of
The old corroded stove
Pink and grey boomerangs
Cold plates and coffee stains
Sippin' on a memory
There listening to Bobby Charles
Beneath the blue suburban sky
I feel like a drunken shark
Chasing my tail and wondering why
Flying solo without a wing
Hard through the sideways rain
With a foggy feeling
Broken but still working overtime
I'm dodging bullets
Still living the dream
There listening to Bobby Charles
Beneath the blue suburban sky
I feel like a drunken shark
Smelling the blood and wondering why